Kansas

We braced our bodies against it
The wind that stirred the fields,
the sleepy truck drivers
and the highway patrol men
It carried the debris of the earth
the shucks of over-ripened corn,
the tumbleweeds and the ash
Dust
unable to settle
gathering
mounting
As horsemen would for battle
or
in my heart
like the light of dawn
pressing towards high noon
And we found ourselves
given to the plains of each other
in a place like home
bracing our bodies against each other